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แด›สœแด‡ษชส€ แด…แด‡แด€แด›สœ. : โœ”๏ธ
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แดษชsแด„แด€ส€ส€ษชแด€ษขแด‡. : โœ”๏ธ
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สœแด€สŸสŸแดแดกแด‡แด‡ษด + แด‹ษชแด…s. : โœ”๏ธ
แด›สœแด‡ษชส€ ษชษดsแด‡แด„แดœส€ษชแด›ส. : โœ”๏ธ
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แด›สœแด‡ส ส€แด‡แดŠแด‡แด„แด› สแดแดœ. : โœ”๏ธ
แดกษชสŸสŸ สŸแดษดษข แด…ษชsแด›แด€ษดแด„แด‡ แดกแดส€แด‹? :โœ”๏ธ
แดกสœแด แด›สœแด‡ส'ส€แด‡ แดŠแด‡แด€สŸแดแดœs แดา“. :โœ”๏ธ
แดŠแด‡แด€สŸแดแดœs. : ?โœ”๏ธ
แด„แดษดแด›แด€แด„แด› ษดแด€แดแด‡s. : โœ”๏ธ
sแด‡ษดsษชแด›ษชแด แด‡ แด‡แด€ส€s. : โœ”๏ธ
ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ แดœแด˜. : โœ”๏ธ
แดกสœแด‡ษด แด›สœแด‡ส แด„สœแด‡แด€แด›. : โœ”๏ธ
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แด€ษดษขแด‡ส€ ษชssแดœแด‡s. : โœ”๏ธ
สแดแดœส€ sสแด›สŸแด‡. : โœ”๏ธ
แด„แดสŸแด…sแดส€แด‡ sแด‡แด€sแดษด. : โœ”๏ธ
ษชสŸส's. : โœ”๏ธ
า“แด› แดกษชแด›สœ แด›สœแด‡แด. : โœ”๏ธ
สœษชษขสœsแด„สœแดแดสŸ แด…สษดแด€แดษชแด„. :
สœแดแดก สแดแดœ แด›แด‡xแด›. :
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By 00PYD00PYD0TC0M

𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔

(Oᴋᴀʏ, ʟᴇᴍᴍᴇ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. Eᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ɪs ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ Rʏᴀɴ. (Late 20s) ʜᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs. Yᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇɴ Sᴇʙ ɪs ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜɪᴍ. Sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ ~)

[ sᴏɴɢ: Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅs ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ - Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Zᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ]

:"ᵒᵏᵃʸ, ᵒᵏᵃʸ. ᵈʳ ˢᵉᵘˢˢ"

Being the loner in a school of loud.. let's just say non-yelling kids are very rare to find.

Except for Y/n, she always was the kid no one talked to. If she pulled something out of her backpack some kids would stare, rather as a joke or not. No one spoke to her, not even just to be rude. She was just.. there. She just sat there and did her work silently. No teacher called on her or asked her questions.

Why?

She didn't know why. She just preferred to be alone than to be with people.

Plus, her class mates weren't exactly the people she'd want to hang out with.

You know.. it was werid.

To her, they were the weird ones. Always yelling and laughing crazily when nobody cared what they had to say. Talking when it was unneeded. Going out partying till after hours and blasting random sounds through ginormous speakers.

And yet, to them, she was the werid one.

But that's just how it was.

She knew it and didn't really care. She'd sleep during class and stay up late to finish the work last minute. That'd how she did things and that's how she liked it.

No one bothered her or even tried to. And no one was like her.

She just wasn't what guys were looking for in a girlfriend.. or even just a friend in genaral.

She slept too much and never talked. She was smart, probably too smart for the guys she'd known. She always wore black and was pale, even though she wasn't suppose to be. And she didn't care how people looked at her when she ate. She ate as much a she wanted and when she wanted.

If she wanted to throw someone out of the window, she would. But she didn't of course.

No one was like her and she wasn't like anyone else. She liked being the emo. And she was the only one.

Until, the new kid.

°°°
RYAN POV-
I slowly walked out of the door putting my hood up, it was raining. Don't get me wrong, I love the rain, just not on the first day of my senior year of high school, especially since for everyone else it was a normal day.

I quickly walked in the rain with my headphones, blasting my music. It took me about five minutes but soon, I got to my new school. Oh yay... so happy.

I waked in and walked to my class, I knew where it was because I had a tour with my homeroom teacher. Which also happened to be one of my best friends.

Tyler Brian Ratan.

I walked in and immediately the bell rang, everyone was already in their seats and Ty looked over and smiled. "Everyone! We have a new student joining us today, Ryan Nguyen."

I gave my new class mates a fake smile as all the eyes had turned to me, some whispered and some didn't care. "Gam- Ryan you can sit next to the girl with her head down, that's Y/n"

"Is she even.."

I rose my eyebrow looking at the girl, she had a black zip up jacket that I could tell was baggy. And she had hair hair covering her whole head, I guessed she was sleeping but I couldn't see any movement from this far away. But.. if she's dead it's not my fault.

"I don't know but she does her work so I don't really care."

I shrugged and sat next to her. All she did was turn her head the other way.

Nope not dead, good start.

Ty got back on with the lesson, I turned my head to look at the classroom, only to see all the girls staring at me. I slowly turned my head back, kind of creeped out.

I shrugged and put my head down too.

••••
°°°
She heard a loud bell, once again it interupted her sleep. She groaned loudly. "Yes, yes. Wakey wakey Ms. Y/n! It's time for your second class!"

"Fuc second class bruh" She groaned and stayed in her seat with her head dow .

"Girl, get up. Imma call Re-"

She immediately got up, falling out of her chair in the process but still grabbing her stuff and running to her next period. She got up so fast the only thing Ryan saw of her was her hair. It was silky and smooth. A beautiful color of (hair color).

Mr. Ratan, Ty, chuckled and told Ryan to go to his next class. "Who were you gonna call?"

"Ghostbusters." Ryan rolled his eyes.

He sighed. "You know wut I mean bro" Ty chuckled as Ryan threw his hands up in the air to rub his dark eye bags.

Ty looked back at Ryan and pushed his papers aside. He handed him his attendance sheet. Ryan raised his eyebrow. "Wut-"

"Her name."

Searched the paper for her name. He found it.

Y/n Macalino.

"Thats Regies last name?"

"Thats his daughter." Ryan's eyes widened.

"WHAT?!"

Just then the bell rang. Ty hadn't even notice dthe classroom full of his second period students. "Heres a pass, now get to your next class"

Ryan backed up and put his arms up I defeat. "Okay, okay. Dr Seuss." Ty smiled as Ryan walked out but got pushed out of the way.

"You're late Marola." The boy groaned.

"BY LIKE- 30 seconds come on!!!" Ryan chuckled at his camera man and walked on.

°°°
At lunch, as usual, Y/n slept at the table way into the corner with her headphones blasting into her ears. But for once, someone joined her. She hadn't noticed that a certain new student had sat closely next to her. All he ate was a bag of chips then set his head down too.

She also didn't notice that a bunch of girls had stormed around her table to get to Ryan. But Ryan kept quiet with his bulky headphones on. He kept his head down the whole time and didn't talk to any of them, he didn't even peak a stare.

But half way threw the lunch period the girls had left annoyed, knowing he wasn't inertested.

Finally, Y/n's alarm went off and she woke up slowly.

She jumped seeing a figure next to her. Her heart rate went up when she saw his beautiful face. Ryan hadn't been able to fall alseep so he just got on his phone. When he looked over at her face his eyes widened.

She was gorgeous.

"Um.. hI" Her voice cracked as she grabbed her stuff slowly.

"I'm Ryan," He said taking off his headphones.

She admired his dark eyebags under his dark brown eyes and pale skin. His jawline was sharp enough to cut skin. His brown eyes were mesmerizing to her. His hair wa silky smooth, it looked like it was dyed once but the color had flown away.

And her.. her (dark/light) (long/short) hair was a beautiful (color). Her skin was shiney and (pale/tan/dark) as most of it was covered by clothing. She smiled at him.

He smiled back.

Then she just walked away blushing.

But what Ryan hadn't known was that she never smiled. She never had, because she never read a reason to.

But now she'd found a reason, him.

°°°
The two were now a duo. Even though it had only been about two weeks the two had grown close.

They had fallen alseep in every class together, including lunch. To both of them that was as close as it got.

Ryan snaked his arm around her during their math class and she had wanted it around her all the time now. And coincidencely they had every class together her and they sat next to each other in all of them.

°°°
Ryan jolted up from his sleep, he took a second to breath but then yawned as he fully woke up at his desk. He stretched his skinny arms and looked around, it was dark outside by now. But once he looked to his bed he realized Y/n hadn't left.

She originally came over to study but they ended up ditching that and watching a movie, Y/n fell asleep so Ryan decided to do some work but two minutes in he'd gone to sleep too.

But, she was breathing heavily. Sweat dripped from the soft skin on her forehead.

Her vocalcords let out a small moan of distress. He immediately got up and walked to his bed side. He sqatted down to her height and putting his hand onto her cheeks.

She calmed down.

So, he pulled his hand off for an experiment. Right after his hand moved her breathing got worse and her head moved from side to side as if she was looking it two completely different directions.

He put his hand back on her face.

She stopped.

His eyebrow lifted, his mind wandered. After a few seconds and thoughts. The next thing he knew his lips were on hers. Her consciousness was regained and she pulled away quickly. Her eyes widened to see who it was. When she figured it out she put her lips back on his.

It all happened so fast, their passionate kiss felt as if it lasted forever.

In reality it stayed for a few seconds.

She pulled away again. Her eyes watered. Her memories of her nightmares fled through her brain.

Her mother, the bruises.

The yelling.

Glass everywhere.

No sight, just pain. The feeling of weakness flowing through her body.

Ryan immediately wrapped his arms around her hugging her tight. "I'm sorry, I'll never do it again I promise.."

Her breath was shakey but she still decided to talk, "I- its- n- not you.."

He hugged her again.

"It's okay.." His eyes teared up with hers, he hated to see her sad. "It's gonna be okay. You're safe here.." He let her lay down as she clung to him like a baby koloa on her momma.

After a few minutes of talking her through her pain, she had calmed down. She called her father, saying she'd be late and had something to pick up.

In reality she was just talking to her new best friend about what happened.

He took it well, and even said he knew what it was like. He did, which made her sad but also happy. Someone had finally known what it's like.

But mostly sad.

She teared up again.

"Hey, hey no. Dont cry again. You'll gonna make me cry girl-.." Ryan held her face gently as he started to tear up. They both laughed as tears ran down their cheeks. They both had to get it all out.

All the noise.

All the sadness.

All the stuff they had balled up inside.

They had finally gotten it out and they both felt better. But they (for some reason) hadn't stopped crying. They just sat there, inside each other's arms, and cried.

Till they both stopped. The same time and the same breaths came out.

"Wow."

"Guess we both depressed." Y/n said as she rubbed her puffy, red eyes.

Ryan smiled. "Yer depressed, I'm depressed."

She chuckled weirdly. "I'm depressed with you."

Ryan finished off, giving her a kiss on the cheek as they both got off his bed. The clock was a few minutes past seven, Y/n grabbed her stuff and Ryan walked her to his car, and drove her home.

The whoel ride, they had their hands intertwined. Even though Y/n fell alseep.

'Of course' Ryan thought.



















Yeah :))

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